[Intro]
DY, this is cold
Cook it up, Lorry
You know a good magician never reveals his secrets

[Verse]
I think someone's tweakin', we ain't been even since bro dropped redruM
I just rolled up a S1, little man short, put Stompz in the next one
Drip got bine, L gave me the .9
I don't waste time, straight onto the next one
I really popped that guy, reloaded twice, thought "Nah, he's my friend once"
Ask them how I cheffed one, next timе I step up, guaranteed the next bud
I know thеse suckers wan' get some, then neglect one and another got his head bun
Listen, we don't need to mention Clapham
Shit's out of fashion, reverse that redrum
SAD, everybody come get some
You're all welcome to the Hill 'til we tek one
Free BineDirect, pass me a B&H n' the clipper
You see the ZK swing like a pillar
No .32 boy, it was a .40 spinner
Team meeting before the gang done Clippa
Free P6, a lil' grease up yinger
Lean didn't ruin his liver
It was me and Muj when I pulled that trigger
Hospital bed, reminiscing your head
Them pellets hurt more than your bed bugs
We don't rate that block by the best one
We drop them tops 'cah their boss got a benched one
I shot man outside at my dad's, no name band
Just another one of their lads, free AK
Fawkes almost got man bagged, know I got you for life, never leave my batch
Stuck in this fucked up life, free the innocent
We don't rate you for hurting innocents
We just get us a drop, move diligent
Or we might buck you at the shops getting chicken wings
I don't need to glamorise this life, I'm just living it
And I'm just showing you the silly little differences
All of my soldiers are ripping up ligaments
All for steak and rice, now we're billing him
I don't need a hundred man to look bad
'Cah all it takes is one to get rid of him
You see the preview of picaments
Read between the lines and you know why I'm picking it
Peewee with the curlers
The plungers, jump out and finish it
Free ST, GY, and Vigorous
Mash Addict, Double S insidious
P6 had the Raq boys panicking
'21 and I caused a Leyton marathon
Lil' Nutty too dirty, it's embarrassing
Patterned in the box, tell Brucks, "Go saddle him"
He's a lost soul, he got hoes 'cause he's mannequin
There's really no point attin' him
We keep on patternin', he keep on battlin'
Spot him and drop him, it's us that's rattlin'
15, I see a SA80
16, I was nuttin' on the paytree
Really for the cause hence why we go crazy
Anytime we bore, the Lamb' quakes like Haiti
Juggin is healthy, can't be weighty
The Lambeth maps get toured up daily
They get bined anytime they get feisty
You really get slammed and get caught bein' snakey
We made it snow in the 'Raq, skatty
You would've thought we was tryna get back for Bally
I can never be passy
Backseat scratchy, jump out, flashy
We done shake up the beehive gladly
Real spit, anyone could fall for a bad B
He was in his breeze play, feast, get angry
Thought he's gonna drown, but it weren't even that deep